Thursday, June 22, 2006
standing on the edge
everything's balanced on a thin, preferably red,
wire.
In this room, I'm sitting by your side
Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off
Its hook
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up
Before you knock me down
Off the summer's edge and drown me
We're betting on our own lives
Making up for all the time we lost
In this house of cards
We're all holding hearts and spades
(One breath, one step, could knock it all down)
But you lead with your eyes and you give it away
(Decide, Design, to cut from the clouds)
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle
(When you leave,
You leave nothing but broken hearts)
You let it go and then you fold
Strummed at 10:10 AM (x)
Monday, June 19, 2006
running from the rain
according to the people i've been meeting recently, i can safely conclude that i'm a psycho.
Oh I'll be with you running from the rain
When it reaches the end of the line
See myself reflected on the broken glass
As the gates come crashing down
There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
We will make it time before the storm
Running behind me
and vj just don't seem to stop laughing do they.
mom's back.
oh and hans. i've found your
blog.
Strummed at 6:45 PM (x)
Friday, June 16, 2006
there there
1 x lose foils.
2 x 720 at the start
2 x missing the finish
the mistakes, the accidents, the unforgivables.
they have got to stop. they are going to stop now.
In pitch dark
I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches
Trip me as I speak
There's always a siren
Singing you to shipwreck
Stay away from each rocks
We'd be a walking disaster
Just cos you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there
in a way i'm sorry man yi. but i'm more occupied on changing the way i sail. the thing is that this is certainly not the first time - indeed they keep coming, and i need to find a way to hold back the floods, to plug the hole, to halt the rush.
for some reason most people don't seem to understand. they tell me to relax, to get over it, that i was just unlucky. they seem to think it's not going to happen again.
what do i expect them to say when repeat it again at a crucial moment.
perhaps not surprisingly, only pple who have witnessed some of my more illustrious faults of the past were able to realise that i
have got a problem to rectify here. a very directly honest maxi was proof. haha.
. . .
in less than 2 weeks, i'll be on the move again.
some things of note. flying together with only poor man yi's brother, 3 lower masts for company, we will have to find our way past such obstacles as
a transit from international to domestic in charles de gaulle airport. and yours truly has been appointed the team leader for the 2 flights to bordeaux and back. lol.
we'll be sailing in a lake hourtin, staying in a mobile home (caravan). above 10 knots had better be expected.
stay tuned for more reports of disaster and success.
Strummed at 12:32 PM (x)
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
we will overcome


When the world is crashing down
These notes will fold themselves
Standing at the margin's edge
To see where the daybreak ends
You can find compassion here
But the page turns too fast
nice to see
jacob palm (marine, master, coach and king of the world) again. it's been... 4 years? heard he's actually around for 2 weeks to coach my primary sch kids, haha.
after four days of non-stop exhilarating adrenalin rushing waiting for decent wind, it was high time i took a break today. did econs till about 3 - then i couldn't stand being cooped up at home anymore and took a stroll down to a macs. actually have free internet there.
around 6 i took the time to enjoy some fantastic views from mt. faber. i think i can easily find myself falling in love with this place.
only econs can come up with hilarious oxymorons like "a change in fixed costs".
a change of seasons
a season of change
change of a season
seasons of a-changing
of a changing season
seasons change.
Strummed at 8:48 PM (x)
Friday, June 02, 2006
eat my shorts
acsailing.
. . .
this is the first time i've used the internet in 8 days. it's not essential... but i'm missing out a lot in the entertainment department here.
. . .
i'll be sailing more often than not in the coming 2 weeks. recently the wind has been everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
my blood races, i'm burning for a breeze.
i so wanna go doha in december.
. . .
autumn leaves revisited.
9 pm last night, dad and i were riding north along to the tunes of a change of seasons. kinda interesting for him.
this song is for saraca.
Knock the leaves from the trees
As they fall from the branch
They look beautiful
As they hung in the air
Spinning around
Did you float in the air?
Spinning around
There must be somewhere that cigarettes
Burn through the night
And the leaves don't abandon
Their trees to the light
Where the skies always clear
And the summer never ends
Won't you take me there?
The leaves will fall
So will you
When you do, bury me
Under them too
Seconds pass; we'll make it through
Eventually we all are going home

Strummed at 3:51 PM (x)